This is Oktobre. They are the face of the company. as well as the wind beneath our sails. Additionally, they help morale.

This is Oktobre. They are the face of the company. as well as the wind beneath our sails. Additionally, they help morale.

T'was a dark and mildy drizzly midday, when from the heavens Oktobre came to us. They spawned a dream. A dream that took to loom. A dream that brought textiles, unlike any others, to the good people of the midwest.

Oktobre, sheep of dreams, blessed the earth and from it grew the House of Spools. Oktobre then called for mighty champions of the fleece.

Barbara was the first. The first to heed Oktobre's call, and follow their threads to the House of Spools. Knighted as the Lead Fleece Finder, she paves the way with her intricate designs and fleece findery. 

Yet, the fleece still called, mighty and strong. Stronger than one alone could corrale. So, Barbara enlisted Andrean and her Child of Many Names to join her in the House of Spools.

Thus, Andrean became the Yarn Wrangler and the Child of Many Names became the Warp Whisper and, together, the three became the Sheep Shifters.

They answered the call.

They heed Oktobre.

They shift spools to woven story, fleece to freedom.

Towels and poems

Towels and poems

Barbara Daiker

The warp is ready, it took a few days to create the 11 yard colorful backdrop for the poem. Each thread in the warp, with the exception of 12 dark blue threads on the salvages, are words in the poem. The lines in the poem are one of the ten colors, assigned based on the idea, theme, or emotion elicited. I like the way some of the colors stand out, while others sit in the background.

I am weaving each of the towels using one of the ten warp colors. In this way, each of the towels will highlight an aspect of the poem. Three are done; seven more to go.

Second show!

Second show!
Poems

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